She learned the dance for Fu Haozhe, and since he didn't want to watch, she would never dance again. It was better that her leg was injured, so that she wouldn't have to find excuses to fool people.

It's okay to marry Ludelin. She comes from the countryside, who else can she expect to marry?

Living in the staff quarters, she would have more opportunities to meet Fu Haozhe in the future. As long as she had patience, she would be able to make him see her good side.

After being hit so many times, she no longer dared to hope that Fu Haozhe would accept her. If she couldn't get him, it wouldn't be a problem if he looked at her occasionally. She lowered her requirements, and no one could control her heart.

She could give her body to Lu Delin, but she had the final say on her heart, which would only be left to Fu Haozhe.

Fu Haozhe didn't know yet that Yan Ru's fall meant she decided to give her heart to him.

How ridiculous, what did he want her heart for? He only wanted his own Chuchu's heart, and he thought other people's were ugly.

Hearing that Yan Ru was hospitalized, Lu Delin came to visit specially. Liu Sijin asked him to come.

Looking at him who said nothing but smiled foolishly, Yan Ru felt disgusted. But she didn't dare to show it, suppressing the resentment in her heart.

There was nothing serious wrong with her leg and she didn't need to be hospitalized. She just needed to apply ointment and rest for a while and she would be fine.

The relationship between the two was confirmed.

After a busy New Year's Day, Fu Haozhe finally made time to find Chen Chuchu and discuss returning to Beijing with her.

"Chu Chu! I plan to buy a ticket back on the 25th. What do you think?"

"So late?" Chen Chuchu was stunned. "I plan to leave on the 23rd and come back to work on the 3rd of next month. I have already made all the arrangements."

"The 23rd? Isn't it a bit early?" Fu Haozhe grabbed Chen Chuchu's cold hand and held it, "I go back the day before the Chinese New Year every year, just in time for the New Year's Eve dinner, and return to the army on the second day of the Chinese New Year.

It's too boring to go back so early, how about I stay at your house for a few days?"

Chen Chuchu was surprised. She didn't expect Fu Haozhe didn't like to stay at home during the Chinese New Year. He went back to have a New Year's Eve dinner and accompany his grandfather for two days before leaving. No wonder he said he wanted a home of his own. His parents' home probably didn't give him any warmth.

"It's not impossible for you to stay at my house for a few days. The problem is, if your grandfather finds out, will he blame you?" Chen Chuchu asked in embarrassment.

Fu Haozhe's expression was extremely solemn: "It would definitely be strange, but I really don't want to go back so early to face that big family. Even if I stay with grandpa all day, I will inevitably have to come into contact with them.

I don't want to see them, I want to separate myself from that family, and when grandpa passes away, I will never go back to Kyoto again."

When he said these words, a trace of deep sadness appeared on his face. He didn't show it deliberately, but let the sadness out inadvertently.

The man who is always as strong as steel in the eyes of outsiders, somewhere deep in his heart, is filled with not happiness but sadness.

Seeing him like this, Chen Chuchu felt very distressed.

There was no one in the office, so she reached out and hugged him.

His heart trembled, and Fu Haozhe immediately hugged the person in his arms, closed his eyes, and felt the warmth in his arms.

This is the person he likes, his lover, the person he wants to live with for the rest of his life.

His arms gently wrapped around Chen Chuchu's shoulders, and the whole world stopped.

The heartbeat, which was originally as rapid and powerful as a drum, quietly kept pace with her breathing, resonating with indescribable emotions.

I felt the gentle curve of her back in my palms, and the warmth penetrated through her clothes and reached the softest part of my heart.

ChuChu! This was his ChuChu, the ChuChu that made him truly feel what happiness felt like.

A hug is not just physical contact, it is the closeness that two hearts have longed for.

Fu Haozhe's eyes couldn't help but become slightly moist, not because of sadness, but because he was filled with an unprecedented feeling of emotion.

There is a voice in my heart saying, "This is what I have been looking for, the warmth that can make me feel at ease and make me willing to give everything to protect it."

His Chuchu nestled in his arms, her hair gently brushing against his cheek, carrying the faint scent of gardenia.

The fragrance was like the gentlest spring breeze, blowing away all his worries and anxieties and making him feel an unprecedented sweetness.

It's like tasting honey for the first time, sweet but not greasy, going straight to the heart and making people intoxicated.

At this moment, time seems to be given special meaning, and every second is worth remembering forever.

He engraved the beauty of this moment in his memory so that he could recall it when he was old.

Chen Chuchu was held like this by him, feeling the change in his aura, and looked up and asked him: "Are you feeling better?"

Fu Haozhe loosened his grip a little, with a smile on his handsome face: "I feel better. Chuchu! Thank you!"

His girl was trying to heal the wounds in his heart, but there were some things he still had to make clear.

"Chu Chu! After we get married, if Grandpa is willing, I want to bring him to live with us. He is old, and I am not with him all year round, so I am a little worried.

Even if Li Qun can take care of me, it is only on the surface. She is very good at superficial work. My father is a fool. He can only see the surface and not the heart of a person.

Fu Haolin and his wife don't care about things, and my two sisters can't be relied on. I will retreat to the second line in the future, and I won't go out and fight unless it's absolutely necessary.

I want to make some time to spend with you, grandpa, and our children. What do you think of my arrangement? "

Chen Chuchu knew that Fu Haozhe grew up with his grandparents and had no feelings for his father and stepmother. In his heart, his grandfather was his responsibility.

"I have no objection, you can arrange it."

Fu Haozhe was stunned for a moment, then he hugged her tightly again, burying his face in her neck. After a long time, he said two words in a hoarse voice: "Thank you!"

Putting her hands around his back, Chen Chuchu patted him and said, "You don't have to thank me. Taking care of our elders is our duty as the younger generation."

After calming down, Fu Haozhe slowly let the person go and pulled Chen Chuchu to sit down.

"My grandparents had a very hard life. Not only did they fight the Japanese devils, but they also sent their own sons to the battlefield. I had three uncles, and they all died on the battlefield.

My two aunts were in the Xinjiang Production and Construction Corps, so we couldn't count on them to take care of my grandfather. My father was the youngest son in the family, and my grandmother couldn't bear to send him away, so she forced him to stay.

If he gets along well with my mother, my grandparents can enjoy their old age. Unfortunately, my father is not very good and has no skills, so he can only work as an office director in a government agency."

When talking about his father Fu Daming, although Fu Haozhe didn't grit his teeth, his face was full of disdain.

He really didn't know what his father's brain was used for. Why did he abandon his mother and marry a rural woman?

My grandmother was always upset about this and always scolded my father.

I couldn't let it go until I died.